- extra bits and question spaces -

[taichara]

As drabbles pile up, I'll toss brief descriptions/a list of the active cast here, in case anyone wants them.

Similarly, if anyone wants to leave a note, ask a question, etc that doesn't feel like it fits a specific drabble, feel free to drop it on this post.

the City // the City

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In the sprawl of a thousand razored, mirrored shards, each one a soaring skyscraper; of a thousand acid-etched concrete cages for those who find themselves beneath the boots of the few --

Where leaden skies are licked by neon reds and phosphoric pinks --

Rise up! Rise up!

Beyond gated walls and tracking cameras and carpets of manicured grass lies a different world. And its people will rebel in their own ways. Who notices ants scurrying beneath their feet, after all?

The City does not need heroes.

It needs martyrs, and survivors, and fools to dance where neon angels fear to tread.

Stingtail Jane // Radio Phree Phreakshow

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Showtime.

Ages of planning. Threading fibre through the Underground where no one from Uptown bothered to look. Planting hotspots in the pavement lights. Passing out headsets, apps, antique receivers.

Jane smiled toothily, saluted the faded gaudiness of the posters on the walls, shook her curls out of her face.

And hit Broadcast.

* The government feathers its own nest. Corporations eat us alive.

It's time to fight back -- and the first step is not buying their lies.

Don't let them turn us against ourselves.

Listen to me. Listen to each other!

This is Stingtail Jane, and welcome to Radio Phree Phreakshow! *